We get acquaintances. It is soon about the Tour de France. We are fanatic followers and enjoy the race. He can’t name riders, they don’t either.
I start about the heroism in cycling, about the hardness of the drivers. As an example I mention Pascal Simon. “Simon rode in yellow in 1983, his shoulder fell and broke. He only stepped after six days, still felled by the pain. All the while he had worn that yellow sweater.”
“Logical,” he says. “Why logical?” I ask. “Of course he didn’t get him out.”
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